Last Call at the Local (Love, Lists & Fancy Ships, #3)

by Sarah Grunder Ruiz

And to you, dear reader. You deserve every good thing, even when you’re having dark thoughts. You deserve to be happy, even when you aren’t well. And love—you deserve that too.

She’s the one. It’s the only thought that’s run through my head for the last five minutes. She’s the one. She’s the one. She’s the one.

“Aithníonn ciaróg, ciaróg eile,” he says. “It’s an Irish proverb. Roughly translated, it means, One beetle recognizes another.”

You deserve every good thing, even when you’re having dark thoughts. You deserve to be happy, even when you aren’t well. And love—you deserve that too.